Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

The visit to the division of the Border Uncle was due to reports that, thanks to enhanced surveillance within the territory, suspicious persons had been found.

After we've already captured him, we're on our way to do a test and pick up.

Visitors started helping Mrs. Beatrice with her work in the realm, Alan and Mr. Wentworth, as well as me and the samurai and two knights, with five soldiers to escort them.

Honestly, all but me are a team with combat skills.

Why was I taken to such a place? That, for one thing, is for Mrs. Beatrice.

"Thank you, Chiara. I knew you were smart."

In the morning, after a quick breakfast in the room.

When she finishes tying her hair, Mrs. Beatrice smiles to thank her.

This time Mrs. Beatrice visited the branch as Mrs. Borderline Uncle, so her hair must be properly tied up. And then there are the formatting problems, so whatever costumes and hair decorations the lady of the branch wears, she also needs to think about decorations that will make her a grid on them.

It is my role to arrange the meeting with the ladies and ladies of the division and to dress them in a glamorous manner once the day is scheduled for clothing.

Even Mya and the others have no problem with taste, but if the other person is still a nobleman, the samurai is usually a neighbor of nobility, and sometimes Mya and the others from the civilian population don't do well.

That's where I come in.

You're a nobleman, but you push with strength. The aristocratic way of speaking is yours, as she was educated as a countess in the first place. The ladies at the back of the branch, who were from the sidelines or children of branches in other territories, said, 'Here comes a child from a real aristocracy!' I was a little pully, like.

But I'm sorry. This is just totally high-flying cat wearing.

Probably if it gets stuck, it will soon rinse and fall and peel off the skin of your makeup.

Yet when I was walking through the branch hall, I said to Alan, 'Are you really Chiara?' Oh, my God, they asked me.

That's rude. I also interacted with the Viscount Lady and the Four Ladies of the Marquis at church school.

When I claimed that, they said, 'Yes, you fled school...' as if you'd forgotten now.

More angry was that even Mr. Wentworth, who was with Alan, had turned his suspicions against him.

Anyway, I was pleased to say that it was a long time ago that I was able to help Mrs Beatrice preserve her decency.

One of my tasks as such a samurai is to have a hair tie.

This world wears very little makeup, so applying ingredients and just about anything foundation, and tying hair together, glorifies the area around your face with ornaments.

Mrs. Beatrice seemed to like her hair, which stopped neatly with a shovel, after mixing and tying up silver thread-like hair. Anyway, it's a world without wheel rubber, so it's very difficult to make braids and then tie them up... So I thought you'd be happy because this would make hair like no other.

He was smiling with his face to the left and right to see what was going on with his back hair in the mirror.

"But hairstyles like you look easier."

"For the sake of her majesty as Mrs. Borderline, this would not be the right hairstyle..."

I tie my brown hair with a green bow around my neck after a simple braid. The hair ahead is just flushing on my back without ties. It's a midpoint hairstyle for kids and adults, but it's well put together so it won't even get in the way.

As for Mrs. Beatrice, who often has simple dough hairstyles for horseback riding in Evrard Castle or without ties, complicated tied hair seems more flattering, even beautiful.

"When I get back to the castle, I wonder if it's okay to have this haircut."

"Right. But Chiara's almost seventeen, isn't she? Now even in places like this, let's tie it to your matching hairstyle. I'm an adult now."

I was fourteen when I first came to Evrard Castle, but then just in the winter I was fifteen. After another year, I'm already sixteen, too. On my birthday, thankfully everyone celebrated.

At that time, Mrs. Beatrice said, "A samurai is closer to a comrade than a servant to her hired husband. That's why we choose from the nobles as much as possible. You deserve to celebrate that comrade, don't you? It will only be inside me, but you can have a little fun," so I thought if it was inside me... the range within me was wide. Not just Mr. and Mrs. Borderline and Alan, but all the people who work for the castle were too large for the inner circle and the inner body, and the castle was in a bit of a feast.

Alan's sixteen-year-old celebration, which, by the way, was done long before me, was quite grand. It's my son, isn't it?

The people of Shirai, who lived under the castle, were also invited to serve alcohol and food and festivities.

At that time, when I heard that I didn't have enough help cooking, and I was undertaking potato peeling in the corner, Alan came looking for me to surprise me.

Afterwards, I was disappointed that I could peel the potatoes excessively......

But even in my previous life, I helped my mother cook, so I peeled potatoes with a knife.

But I don't have time to relax and talk forever.

Today is the day to bring home the people who were capturing us at the division. Even if we were to put criminals in carriages with them in captivity, we needed to resign early in order to get home by evening.

Follow Mrs. Beatrice to the entrance to the hall with Maya and the others.

I get dropped off by the family of the branch that greeted me and get in the carriage.

It's me, Mya and the others and Mrs. Beatrice who ride.

The knights and Alan rode, and the soldiers went to the front carriage with the criminals in it and the carriage stand we ride. Each of the remaining three rides a horse.

When the carriage moved out, I was a little relieved. Because I stayed elsewhere in the crackle.

Well, why Mrs. Beatrice visited so far this time. That's because there was something wrong with those caught by the people in the security detail at the branch.

All the while, I was a man who felt like a hunter who had crossed the border by mistake.

Her hair was also blurred, and she was just a matagi where she was furried to deceive the smell of people, and where she had an arrow and bow at the time of discovery.

But as the guard approached, the man was captured because he attacked with a knife that shook his prey.

Then he noticed that, unusually, there were several wolves dying around the man. He said there were traces of him spitting liquids thinner than blood.

And the man had some bottles with the red liquid glued to the bottom.

The branch thought, 'We found a suspicious man who brought in the poison,' and that's how he contacted me. Uncle Vayne remembered because he had conveyed what he thought was the poison in the bottle.

About the sorcerer jerk.

It was just a bad fold and Uncle Vayne was scheduled to visit other noblemen's houses. That's why Mrs. Beatrice and Alan went out.

Neither Mrs. Beatrice nor Alan were wary that maybe the sorcerer was sloppy, but nothing particularly went wrong.

The man who was holding onto him was also very generous...... He seemed relieved, and instead of hearing anything, he didn't ramble. Though it was still tightly roped.

I also received the bottle I was talking about, and later I'm supposed to look into it in detail when I get home.

The job is almost like done.

While I was being rocked by the carriage, I was turning my thoughts around about the work priorities I was going to do when I got back to the castle...

"Wow."

"... what is it!?

The carriage stopped rapidly and I hit my head against the carriage wall. Ouch.

"Ah, Master Beatrice!

Mrs. Beatrice leaves the carriage while I hold my head and groan.

"Maya, protect Chiara! Clara-style wolf, five of us will be done as soon as we join them!

"Yes, ma'am."

"What!?

I get off the carriage to Mr. Clara while I'm surprised.

I mean, we all count Mrs. Borderline as too many combat personnel. I think you should protect me more than I do.

Having said that, I guess I've been participating in patrols and demonic crusades like a knight for a long time, so it's natural for me and my surroundings to join the fight.

"But why are you wind wolves here?

Around the street is a place frequented by humans, so there shouldn't be too many wind wolves out there hating the smell. The only time they come to attack is when they commit that territory.

Because of the wolves who keep the wind together when they run, the battle against the wind wolves is blocked from sight by the wind and rising earth and dust.

I know the characteristics because I have encountered obstacles in the game.

The only way to hold the wind wolf down is to slash his leg off anyway so he can't run.

"Isn't that too windy for you!?

The carriage sways like a strong wind.

"Sure this is..."

I whisper my eyebrows as Mya lays her hands on the pattern of the sword.

Surely the wind wolf wind must have been blinding. If that works, the character won't be able to see for about three turns. So let him attack with a single strike away, and the invisible allies must just be lowered back.

That was the Theory of War method of the game.

The carriage gradually swayed like a boat on the sea.

"Hi-yep!

I want to know what's going on out there, but I can't afford to be peeking out the window very much. I'm stuck in my seat so full.

Plus, along with the shock that the obviously jumping creature hit.

"No, oh!

"Mr. Chiara!

The carriage was about to fall over.

I hit the door in the opposite direction as I leaned in desperation.

One hair at a time. I was able to reposition the carriage and spared the danger of a crossover.

But I get too much momentum and roll out.

"Ouch."

It was a disaster that it was an open door. Not if I'm shy now, though I did once again commit the lapse of rolling off in a place where people are. If I make sure that the skirt is not turned on, it will get in the way if I don't pull it in very hard.

I stood up thinking so - I saw the moment.

"Dear Beatrice!

A little further away from the carriage, Mrs. Beatrice fell with her leg bitten by a wind wolf.